T. K. Wilson
Bio
I've always told my true event stories to friends, but decided to try my hand at writing fiction. Wish me luck and give me any support that you think I might deserve! Even if it is a read and subscribe to read more... THANK YOU :-)
Stories (20/0)
My Long Lost Love
Board Games....I miss them so...even though I sit in a room with, at least, 100 of them right now. But who do I play them with? Very rarely anyone, usually my grandchildren, with made up rules. Or a game of Rummy with Mom (who has dementia and makes up her own rules occasionally, but still plays like a champ, which is amazing to me, because she can barely communicate anymore, but we can still connect with rummy) :-( I know growing up, Mom taught us to play rummy and we played together all the time. We also had board games too, but rummy was our go-to. It was some of the best family time that I can remember! I play some card and board games online, but the face-to-face interaction is more of what I miss, of a card or board game, than the playing of the game itself. Why are we all so bored, yet rush, rush, rushing? SLOW DOWN! Sit down with a friend and play a game! Always keep a deck of cards or a handful of dice in your pocket or purse. Go to a thrift store and buy one board game and have that on your coffee table, ready to play at the drop of a hat.
By T. K. Wilson2 years ago in Families
The Adventures of a Wild Child
It is very nice to meet you! I always enjoy meeting new and different people. Our differences make the world go 'round! Why does everyone want to fight about our differences, instead of embracing them? I have always tried my best to go with the flow. I also, believe that everyone has a right to their own opinions, likes and dislikes and most of all, their own lives!
By T. K. Wilson2 years ago in Confessions
The Tragic Side of Me
I wasn't diagnosed as bipolar until 1999 when I was 35, but I'm sure I have been all of my life. One Mother's Day after I was diagnosed, I was with my mother and she had just finished reading her cards from me. I always gave her a sentimental one to make her cry and then followed that with a humorous one to stop the crying quicker. But on this day, her crying didn't stop. As I tried to console her, she started to apologize to me saying, "I didn't know what was wrong. Even as a baby you cried all the time and as you grew up I felt something was wrong, but I should have done something! I treated you so wrong sometimes and all this time you couldn't help it! I am so so sorry!" I hugged her tight and assured her that there was nothing she could have done. No one had ever thought that a baby could be "bipolar" or medicated for it. She did the best she could with the knowledge that she had, just like every other mother has done. "None of it is your fault!" I told her. We had a long discussion about everything that happened in my life that she felt should have told her to have me checked out. And many of them could have been attributed to being bipolar, looking back on them, but at the time, many other things could have been the cause too.
By T. K. Wilson2 years ago in Psyche
The Day The Earth Stood Still
It started like any other Autumn day in November, but then it happened.... Everything began to float! "How could this be?", I thought, as I lifted from my chair, but my chair was lifting with me. As I got to the ceiling, so did everything in the room. I looked out the window, my cat, Shadow, went by and headed towards the clouds. She looked at me and meowed, as if to say "What the hell?". She grabbed the edge of the roof with her claws, but was unable to hold on and continued to float off into space. I couldn't imagine what was happening! I turned on the TV after I crawled my way across the ceiling to get to it. Nothing about the news broadcasts looked normal. Everyone was in a panic and trying to let us all know what was going on, even when they weren't completely sure yet. Apparently, the craziest thing imagined had happened....The Earth had stopped turning!!! The Earth's rotation is what causes gravity, so since it had stopped, there was no gravity. Everything that was not anchored into the ground was just floating into space! No one knew why, nor how this could have happened! Nor did they know what to do about it, or if it would begin to rotate again, nor when that might happen. They reported that all of the cars and anyone who wasn't in buildings had just floated away and that their fate was unknown. All airplanes, ships and other mass transit vehicles were unaccounted for. How could this be? I was no scientist, but I knew this wasn't a very good thing at all!! Although, I did enjoy flying through my home by just pushing off from anywhere...that was really fun! Nothing was going to work the way it always had unless something was done about gravity. No one could leave where they were, except the idiots that didn't believe in COVID-19. They didn't believe any of this either, so they just walked out of their homes and floated away. "HA", I thought, "Maybe this is the Earth's way of ridding itself of more than COVID-19, earthquakes, hurricanes and Tsunamis could, all in one fell swoop!" But, where had everything and everyone gone? Would it all come crashing back down, if the Earth's rotation just started back again? What a mess that would be!!
By T. K. Wilson2 years ago in Fiction
The Lilac
October started as any October I have lived before, except for one fact. One of my dear friends was dying of brain cancer. :-( She was no ordinary friend! She was the sweetest, most talented, most understanding and uplifting person I know!!! So why had she been burdened with this malady? To teach me the lesson of living EVERY day to the fullest, as she had? To teach us all to see the good in everything? Even as she lay dying, she was more worried about what was going on with me and with other friends and praying for her miracle, so that she could join us again in fun activities.
By T. K. Wilson2 years ago in Humans
The Heartache of Dementia
One never knows if and when it will happen to them. People from from 30 years old & up! The common age is 65 and up and 1 in 14 people that age will get diagnosed with it. My mother was diagnosed at 73, but I believe she had symptoms a year or so before that, but I missed them. My father (they divorced when I was 6) was diagnosed with cancer in every organ of his body and I had moved away from home to take care of him until he passed away. When I came back home, she seemed a little different, but when she couldn't tell me what a tulip was or a daffodil.... I KNEW something was VERY wrong!
By T. K. Wilson2 years ago in Humans
The Spider Who Loved Her
The Spider Who Loved Her By TK Wilson Chapter one The Girl Susan could smell bacon cooking as she stretched and yawned. She always thought it was so cute when they cooked breakfast, but way too domesticated for her liking. She wrapped the sheet around her and headed to the shower. As she dressed, she hid her panties under his pillow. They always appreciated the souvenir. Well, at least. no one ever tried to return them. Of course, very rarely did she see any of them again either. She giggled at that thought and headed downstairs. "Good morning, Rob" she greeted her father's best friend and business partner. "Robert" he said "And good morning to you too, Suzy!" He knew she hated that form of her name! "Not funny, Robert!" she huffed, as she poured a cup of coffee. Do you have anything to sweeten this with? "YOU!" he teased as he snuck up behind her and kissed her on the back of her neck. She jumped and spilled coffee everywhere. "Oops, sorry. I'll clean that up." he said as he grabbed paper towels and did just that. She sat her cup in the sink and said, "I have somewhere I need to be anyway. I'll just grab something on the way." "Oh, don't be angry." He said. "Not angry, at all. No worries, at all" she replied. "I just have a busy day and I wasn't going to take your cup with me. I don't know what I was thinking." "Will I see you tonight?" he asked. "I don't think that would be a good idea. You know my father would NEVER approve! Let's just be glad we got to enjoy each others company and keep it friendly." Susan said. "Can we talk about that? You know I have loved you from afar and now I would like to see what it could be. You know that I would treat you like a queen and that Jim would see that and be glad that you finally settled down and were taken care of." said Robert. "I don't have time for this right now. Can I call you later next week? Please, don't say anything to daddy about this....PLEASE!" she pleaded. "OK, OK. But if I don't hear from you by next Friday, I will come looking for you. Please, don't make me have to do that." Robert agreed. As Susan left his penthouse, she wondered how she was ever going to get out of this mess. She knew when she left the party with Robert, that it wasn't a good decision, but she had always enjoyed his humor and charm. Why not see how he was in the sack? She definitely had NO complaints there, but there was no way her father would approve. Of course, her father never approved of anything she did. That was usually why she did it!
By T. K. Wilson2 years ago in Horror
Sweetest Love
Once upon a time, in a candy shop in Switzerland, there was a very precious & creamy, dark chocolate king. He had been locked away in a vault, because he was so unique and delectable, that the owner of the candy shop dare not allow just anyone to buy him. He was being saved for royalty. The king dreamed of the day that he would be savored as an exclusive dessert for one of the Queen's finest dinners.
By T. K. Wilson2 years ago in Fiction